After the gods descended, reality was split into countless fragments.
Beyond the invisible walls lay the unknown. In the trial grounds, death awaited. Everyone had to choose a faith and become a player on the gods' chessboard.
Qiu Zhan was the exception. At the starting point of his fate, amid a blaze, he seized the flame of [War] in one hand and picked up the dice of [Fate] in the other.
And so the trial grounds gained an unpredictable warrior who charged headlong into battle. Some called him a mad dog. Blood and fire surged from the ground together, enclosing the battlefield in a sealed cage, while he dragged his blazing greatsword straight through the enemy ranks. Others called him a slippery one. One moment he was shouting battle cries at the enemy, and the next he was gone, running faster than anyone.
Only he knew that before every battle, he asked himself the same question:
Today, will I be brave?
He had meant to rely on a little luck and brute strength to become an "ordinary" high-scoring player,
until a name he had searched for a long time finally surfaced: the Firebearers, a group of people who resisted the gods.
And it was only when he was watched over by the Firebearers' patron, [The Flame of Hope], that he saw a color in the web of his fate that not even the gods possessed.
There was still so much in this world he didn't know, and its greatest secret might be hidden within him.
(A fanfic based on The Gods' Foolish Game. The main story begins about a month earlier, and original characters will appear.)
It's good, a little bit mind-bending but still acceptable 👍